In any place, there are some special people who exist in the invisible underground.

There, as long as you have money, you can buy anything you want, ask about anything you want to hear, here, there is no distinction between status, there is no distinction between men and women, only money, this place is called the black market.

Luoju City is no exception, it also has its own black market, because the black market is engaged in some government-prohibited transactions all year round, so it is all underground, so it is called the black market.

Located in the middle of the city, the black market of Nakju City looks like a teahouse on the outside, but there is actually a world of different things inside.

Except for some martial arts people and some rich people, ordinary people don't know that there is a black market here, and even if they do, they pretend not to know.

The guards in the black market are all top killers, almost all of them are heinous criminals, who come to the black market to survive after escaping from prison, and as outlaws, they only accept money.

As long as you give money to do anything, the merchants who open the black market will have a large number of these outlaws under their subordinates, as a guarantee of the safety of the black market.

The white-haired man came to the teahouse, and watched the white-haired man walk in, Xiao Er hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "Guest officer, what kind of tea do you want, Changbai tea from Jingzhou or Baizhu tea from Suzhou?" ”

"I don't like these two kinds of tea, I like to drink a big bowl of tea in Luozhou City, I don't know if you have it." After the white-haired man said this, Xiao Er's face changed, he became cautious, and he spoke again, "Guest officer, the big bowl of tea is coarse tea, and we are a teahouse, not a roadside tea stall." ”

"If you don't even have a big bowl of tea, what kind of teahouse are you calling it, and besides, I have the money to drink this bowl of tea." The white-haired man sneered.

Xiao Er turned around and nodded at the boss who was making an abacus on the counter, and the boss smiled knowingly and nodded.

I saw that Xiao Er instantly became serious, and said to the white-haired man, "Several, follow me." ”

The white-haired man followed Xiao Er with the disciples of Sushan Palace behind him, walked through the hall, came to a dead corner, and then walked over to four or five big men.

Xiao Er took out the black cloth from his cuffs and handed it to the white-haired man and the disciples behind him, "Everyone, please." ”

The white-haired man didn't say much, and put a black cloth over his eyes, "Lead the way." ”

Black cloth blindfold is the rule of the black market, since it is a black market, it must not let people know where, therefore, anyone who wants to enter the black market must be blindfolded, and the tea that the white-haired man said just now is just a code word.

The big man in white helped the man in white to walk forward slowly, constantly turning, and I don't know how many turns he made, in short, it took a long time to get to his destination.

"Everyone, please." The white-haired man's black cloth was removed, and the underground black market was greeted by the underground black market, which was full of torches and candlesticks, and there was no light here, and a large number of candlesticks and lamps illuminated the huge black market as bright as day.

It was obviously not the first time that the white-haired man had come to the black market, but he walked straight to a stall, which was full of all kinds of jade jewelry, and the means of how he came about it were naturally disgraceful.

However, there is a rule for all transactions in the black market, one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers, the buyer does not ask the fate, the seller does not ask where to go, one hand pays the money, and the other hand delivers.

"Boss, I want to inquire about something, I don't know which stall I can inquire about." The white-haired man put a piece of gold ingot in front of the boss, and the boss looked at the gold ingot, put the gold ingot in his pocket in a grand manner, and said in a muffled voice, "Go straight ahead, and there is a wooden board at the door." ”

"Thank you."

The white-haired man got up and walked straight forward, and along the way, he also saw all kinds of stalls, selling weapons, selling internal strength, selling cheats, everything.

Not to mention, there are really a lot of people in the black market, all of them are gorgeously dressed, and they are all either rich or expensive.

Soon, the white-haired man came to the stall in the mouth of the boss, there was no one in front of the huge stall, and the white-haired man walked in slowly and knocked on the wooden board in front of the stall.

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a mask walked over, "How many people, do you want to inquire about something?" ”

In the black market, this kind of stall usually sells intelligence, and of course, some are engaged in assassination, so the white-haired man should only ask for confirmation before he comes, so as not to make mistakes.

The white-haired man frowned and said, "The whereabouts of the Qianyuan Decision in Sushan Palace in Xiangzhou." ”

Hearing this, the stall owner was obviously a little surprised, but out of the rules of the black market, he didn't ask much, "Wait a minute." ”

With that, he turned to leave, and the white-haired man was not in a hurry, and sat next to him and waited quietly.

For the information on the black market, you can rest assured that it is absolutely true, because false information and fake goods are not allowed to appear in the black market, and once the black market owner learns about it, the vendors who sell the fake news will disappear from this world.

About an hour later, the boss walked out, holding a letter in his hand, looked at the white-haired man and said, "Five hundred taels of gold." ”

The white-haired man frowned, then waved his hand, and the Sushan Palace disciple behind him took out a stack of silver tickets and handed them to the boss.

After the boss finished counting the silver tickets and confirmed that they were correct, he handed the envelope to the white-haired man and turned to leave.

The white-haired man took the letter and snorted coldly, "Luozhou is a little tired, let's go investigate." ”

……

When night came, Lin Beiyang turned around, opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly found that Hanako was sitting alone at the entrance of the cave in a daze.

Hanako sat at the entrance of the cave, looked at the gray outside, and sighed.

"What a sigh?" Lin Beiyang sat down next to the old man Hanako and spoke.

"It's still early, you won't sleep any longer?" Hanako said softly.

Lin Beiyang wrapped the clothes on his body and said, "You don't sleep, I can't sleep, I'm still thinking about the day, just tell me what's going on, look at your sad face now, it's not like the senior I know at all." ”

"Haha......"

The old name Hanako suddenly smiled and looked at Lin Beiyang, "Xiaobei, I actually haven't been willing to touch that memory, and I finally buried that memory in my heart, I thought I forgot, I put it down, and I didn't realize until today that I was just deceiving myself......"

Lin Beiyang didn't speak, and listened quietly.

"You're right, I'm not like myself anymore, hey......" Old Hanako looked at Lin Beiyang, "Bring your gun." ”

"My gun?" Lin Beiyang said puzzled.

Looking at the solemn expression of the old man Hanako, although Lin Beiyang was puzzled, he still took it.

Unwrap the wrapped strip of cloth, revealing a spear that shimmers silver.

I saw that the old man Hanako was holding a spear, looking up and down, the silver amber and green amber spear under the moonlight was particularly cold, the tip of the spear flashed cold, and it was extremely sharp under the moonlight.

"Huhuhu......" I saw that the old man called Hanako to pick out three spear flowers one after another in a breath, and the speed was so fast that Lin Beiyang was dumbfounded.

"Good gun, good gun." Hanako then waved it, weighed the silver amber spear, and then praised it.

At this time, Lin Beiyang couldn't sit still, and looked at the old man Hanako with a confused expression, "Senior, are you ...... You can also use guns. ”

The old man asked Hanako to hand the gun to Lin Beiyang, "Haven't you always wanted to know who I am?" Then I'll tell you, my name is Yuan Zhenshan. ”

Lin Beiyang felt dizzy in his head, what...... Yuan Zhenshan, the king of guns Yuan Zhenshan!

Although the reputation of the Gun King is no longer as good as that of the Gun Immortal Yunzhao due to its disappearance for many years, it still has a certain deterrent effect on the rivers and lakes.

Twenty years ago, the gun king and the gun fairy fought in Taihua Mountain, Yangzhou for who was the first shot in the world, and the battle lasted for seven days and seven nights.

No one knows the outcome of the war, only that since then, the gun king Yuan Zhenshan has disappeared, and there is no conclusion about who is the best marksman in the world.

"You...... Are you the gun king Yuan Zhenshan? Lin Beiyang was stunned, the old man in front of him was actually the world-famous gun king twenty years ago, no matter how you think of it, you can't think of it.

"Wasn't it a surprise?" Yuan Zhenshan laughed at himself, "This is the first time I have mentioned my name in more than 20 years, and after saying it, I can't believe that this is my name." ”

"Senior, what's going on? Why did you become like this......" Lin Beiyang said with a frown, he was really curious, why did a generation of gun kings become like this.

"I liked guns when I was young, and I also had some talent, when I was a child, my family conditions were good, my father found me all kinds of marksmanship to teach me marksmanship, and when I was in my early twenties, those masters were not my opponents.

When I was twenty-two years old, I defeated Luo You, the Northwest Gun King, with three shots, and became famous in a war, and the people of the rivers and lakes called me the Gun King, but I knew that the reputation of the Gun King was still a little worse than that of the Gun Fairy.

There are three people in the Dafeng martial arts who are the most admirable, and there is no one in the martial arts who does not admire them, they are the gun fairy, the sword god, and the sword emperor.

In the year that followed, I traveled all over the world, defeated many spear masters, and the name of the king of guns became bigger and bigger. Yuan Zhenshan recalled that year, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Then, you're going to challenge the Gun Fairy?" Lin Beiyang took over and said.

Yuan Zhenshan nodded, "At that time, I was only twenty-seven years old, young and frivolous, I didn't know the height of the sky, I thought that my marksmanship was unparalleled, so I wanted to fight for the first shot in the world, but because I was addicted to marksmanship every day, I ignored my wife and children, and I didn't even know that my son was seriously ill." ”

"What?" Lin Beiyang looked at Yuan Zhenshan unexpectedly.

"When I went out to challenge the world's gun masters, my son was seriously ill, and my wife didn't tell me in order to let me practice guns with peace of mind, until that day Taihua Mountain competition, I didn't know that my wife was sick from hard work, and my son was seriously ill......" Speaking of this, Yuan Zhenshan's tone was already a little choked.

Lin Beiyang frowned, it was difficult for him to imagine what Yuan Zhenshan experienced at that time, and it was difficult to imagine what kind of picture was on Taihua Mountain that day.